Ghost
The raindrops hit me like cold diamond daggers. A thick musty smell hung in the icy air.
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The raindrops hit me like cold diamond daggers. A thick musty smell hung in the icy air.
Three days after I accepted dads request, I am back at work. My friend finn is too. He is my best friend, and we've known each other since second grade. "Morning, Violet. The typewriter came in today.
#NightDwellers Calmly moving through the streets, She watches with hawk-eyes. Picking out the trouble-makers, Unwinding all the lies. Graceful in her movements, Like something so surreal.
I have to get out of here, away from all the crowds of people. I need to escape to a safe place, for not only my safety, but for everybody around me as well.
Princess Titanium had gone on a wild retreat. Had to return to fight evil, it's ass to beat. This time it was fighting the elusive Rarewolf. Whose vile breath would make you heave then rolf.
~I've only reposted this because it deleted itself and if someone wanted to read it from the beginning I guess they can't?~ I was a unique 17 year old girl not in a weird way a totally different...
I wake sharply, my breath catching in my throat. Some nights are like this. They happen all too often, and they're all the same: I'm in a river and get to where I need to go.
#cheesebattle Guys seriously, hauwl your whisht I'm only wakened, posh pash pish. Just got round to reading your dodgy threats My front door's titanium, how'd you like that.
Anna I realised, after a few hours or so, that the receptionists injuries had been more severe than I'd thought.
Sorry I didn't use two of the words. @DailyOpussChallenge Hello, magnificent land of opussia. BREAKING NEWS.
#nightdwellers Orange-lit raindrops wandered downwards to splash softly against the tarmac. The great silver orb of the full moon hung heavy in the sky ladened with rain clouds.
Gangster pigeons take over Opussia. Many of the city's important building have been overrun by Opussian's latest villains: Super Wedgie Man and his gang of gangster pigeons.
Chapter 4 Introspective (Just a small warning for suggestive insinuations) Tiwa would never admit it out loud, but she was worried.
-This is part two of the super hero diary I started. This part is not in diary form as it is a new character being introduced.
There is a legend in these parts. One thats widely known. A legend of a rat. And the wings that he had grown. His wings were born from struggle. His wings were born from strife.
This is short, sorry. But better than nothing, people keep asking me when the next chapter is, so here we go...
Erin Neither Anna nor Ryan had come to school on the day following Uro and Anna's argument. I wasn't surprised by this, though. But when neither turned up on Wednesday, I found it curious.
"I think we owe you some explanations. Signia, this city, is the most corrupt, criminal, scum-filled gutter-hole from Djil to the Vexan Plains. But it's rich, really rich.
"Welcome to Signia, Tpek." Ryder's hoarse voice sounded in the room of the abandoned house that he, Tpek and Arys were currently occupying.
Chapter one: Death Post. The moon, silvery and full, shone onto the remote English town of Penbrook.
Suddenly, I heard the woman scream, interrupting our fight. I watched stunned as I saw the old man levitating, as though he lay on an invisible bed, surrounded by a dark blue aura. "Babe.
Sorry it's been a while, I hope you enjoy it all the same though... Chapter 9 AGAINST HELP: "And you're my perfect lover," he whispered back, stroking my hair. I pulled away to look at him.
A cold wind blew throughout the city, and I could tell that it was going to be a long day as I moved through those grey streets.
"No. I'm coming with you." was my immediate reply. "I need to get underway as soon as possible, and anyway, I can help you get that kill." "Alright then. Get your bow, and be prepared to shoot for me.